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'cross the world
You can put us side by side but there's no comparing
Y'all just not as good
I mean, I'm new to fatherhood but that shit been apparent

When it's gonna end 
Sabotage the funds 
Put a bounty on ya head 
No redemption 
Dead red 

I'm tryna catch vibe 
You down to ride 
Coming from the west

up there at MTV2 I appreciate the love
Flex, Ke'noe, Killa Mike, Big Girl, 'sup Nancy
We gon shake these haters off, know I'm saying ha-ha
Who am I

and bury dead on beats
I pray to see the fruits of my labour
Shepards voice I open my ears to
My Saviour
I used to be blinded by the lights but
Now I can see

in my eyes but what I see could be fabricated
Already dead, on my day to day
I'm a tortured soul, no brand or label
Defeated
But driven by hope

you're dead wrong
All I'm doing now is chicken scratchin' sad songs
'Cause they love a another sad song
Right?

So, we parted our ways, it took a couple

a photo at an antique roadshow
Look close you can see my halo
Not too close might see I'm shameful
But I'm grateful for the angels watching over me since I

since I was two
Now I'm preparing for this life spitting visions in booths
Never fearing it
Where I'm from you get a pack and you flip it quick
All

MK, you like a wizard with this shit
Hey, look
Let dividends be dividends, let bygones be bygones
Hit him up, that's two for two, hit his ass, it's

Why try to fit in when you a stand out?
No album but the money never ran out
Beside from rap I'm kinda focused on land now
'Cause I don't know where

Negro Spirituals
'Cause I'm popper than pop
Probably popping charts and I won't stop
Since I'm by myself to knock it out the park
No conflict between my

Put 2 in his legs
I’m on a pill that’s red
Feel like the one who choosen
By the way hoes been giving me head
...Damn near leaving me dead

Damn there

and i split him in two
They doubting my conscious they need a lil check of they facts
It turns out i was spittin' oh damn, i need a lil vault to encase

3 Victims

Written, recorded, produced, engineered, & performed by Broc Jesch (Breezy)

Chorus
3 Victims (3 Victims) 3 Victims (3 Victims) 3 Victims

beggars can’t be choosy
I’m just grateful that when he be horny he would choose me
Now he ain’t looking for a boyfriend
But I ain’t the type of guy to put

a two-year relationship
You end up in a four-year marriage
Now I'm really, really serious, killing numbers, cheating killers
Now you end up feeling sick, but

beggars can't be choosy
I'm just grateful that when he be horny he would choose me
Now he ain't looking for a boyfriend
But I ain't the type of guy to put

Ganja 
Grateful dead

Those Cravings call like a hound 
Trees barking til they found brah
Roll it then I smoke it brah
Talking about the loud ja
Ja

always a bigger picture
There's always like one or two ways you can probably do it quicker
And I'm a bigger picture guy, it's where I thrive
And one of my

And I go by SY (Urban Squad gang gang)
X

I Lost my cuzzin 2muchh a year later after Tok
I'm f*cked up
Cant remember the last time we spoke
Waiting

have
Evil kneve
Shorty right by my side
I'm daddy to she
Only in sheets
My only moment of peace
Courtney cox
How im making her scream
But thats besides

Risky, now I got no love
Hoes on me, I don't want no hugs
Three barbies and I'm with two thugs
Her ex one's a lame so she got no trust
Dot dots go

I tuck my P high
Slidin' down two-fifth, nigga, I'm to the Eastside
They never heard me brazy, slappin' out of a G-ride
I show you how to do this

an author on them drills I'm tryna kill niggas
Fuck the front I'm back I pull a hell cause I'm a witch but I just popped two purses
It ain't no way that I'm